Becoming Less Songtext
von Children of Fall

All I know is that which surrounds me
But I lack the means to comprehend it
And the language to describe it
It is the stuff dreams are made of
And then kept at a safe distance

The choices I am given don′t seem like choices at all
If I'm told often enough I′ll end up believing I'm wrong
And I can't say anything about it except that it works
No priorities (of my own)
Such is my privilege
Trust me it hurts


All I know is that which defines me
My belongings and my body
The rest is invalid
But I don′t want to be so easily defined
To be so easily kept in line

It′s just me becoming less

There's no point of denying what we have become
At the end of the tunnel there′s just another one
And the feeling of being reduced can't be reduced by anything
Or anyone

All I know is that which is me
And it′s becoming less